After sleeping for a long time, Jon opened his eyes.
The aftereffects of overdraft of mana did not subside. Instead, they became clearer because he had rested too well. After sleeping for so long, Chown felt thirsty and weak, as well as waves of drowsiness that could not be stopped.
It was like drinking too much, and the emptiness caused by the depletion of mana was much worse than the feeling of a hangover. The consumption of the magic glasses was too much for him. Even though his mana was many times more powerful than other wizards of the same age, he still could not help but feel a headache coming on.
'Where am I?'
Oh, I am in my own bed.
Then he saw the familiar ceiling in front of him, and there were blue-purple ripples painted on the ceiling.
These ripples had a hypnotic effect, but now Jon just wanted to vomit.
Well … this was also a side effect of last night.
This sleep felt as if he had been reborn.
Jon forced himself to use the meditation method. The magic in his body was replenished faster, and the headache was reduced a lot.
He should have meditated last night before sleeping!
Lying on the bed, Jon recovered for a while. When his mind became clear, he walked out of the room.
It was already two o 'clock in the afternoon.
He went down to the living room. The house elf wearing an apron poked his head out of the kitchen and said, "Master, you are awake? I just made afternoon tea. Would you like to drink coffee, pumpkin juice, or … "
Before he finished, Jon raised his hand and stopped him.
"No, I am not hungry at all. Just give me some warm water."
In fact, it was not that he was not hungry. It was just that Kalidi wearing an apron was too funny. He wanted to laugh but also had a headache, so he was not hungry. He just wanted Kalidi to take off the apron as soon as possible.
After resting for a while in the living room and drinking a glass of water, Jon finally felt less hungry.
He went upstairs. The door of the study was open, and there were traces of dragging on the floor. Obviously, Kalidi had cleaned it not long ago. It was so clean that there was no place to walk.
Forget it, I'll get used to it.
After all, he was the one who decided to bring back Hufflepuff's portrait, so Jon couldn't say anything to Kalidi. Besides, the little elf didn't do anything wrong.
Walking into the study and closing the door, Chown's head, which had just been relaxing for a while, started to turn again.
The portrait on the wall was empty. The young Hufflepuff who was supposed to be smiling in the portrait was not here. Jon had no way to inform Helga of his arrival.
This was a little troublesome. Every time, he couldn't take the initiative to enter Helga's magical space. He could only wait for Helga to appear.
Forget it, I'll do something else first.
Jon took out the manuscripts locked in the drawer and began to calculate.
In an environment with strong magic, electronic devices with intricate designs would be affected by the "magnetic field" and malfunction would occur. Since the Ministry of Magic explicitly forbade the misuse of Muggle's products, many Wizard families who gathered in strong magic environments only kept the simple products made by Muggle.
For example, clocks and the like.
There were no poor people in the Wizard world. The convenience of magic allowed Wizards to ensure that they and their families had enough food and clothing even if they didn't have any skills. Houses could be made with magic, food could be made with magic, and there was no need for life that couldn't be solved with magic.
Therefore, only the little Wizard who came from a mixed-race family or a Muggle family could have come into contact with the electronic products in the Muggle world when they were young.
The place where Jon was now, in fact, couldn't be considered a strong magic environment, because this environment was originally man-made.
Using a method unique to the East. Although Jon could rely on some knowledge of Feng Shui from his previous life to see the clues, he didn't have the ability to change it.
Therefore, he could only give up on the idea of watching TV. Fortunately, newspapers could still be delivered here every day. In addition to the Daily Prophet, there were also local newspapers in the town.
The newspapers in the Wizard world were nothing new, but the newspapers in the Muggle world were very interesting.
All kinds of reviews appeared in the newspapers, and people from all walks of life expressed their views on the current situation all day long, from Europe to Eurasia to the whole world.
These Western reporters always wanted to make some big news, but in reality, there was nothing at all.
After all, it was January 1991. Jon, who knew that a superpower would soon go bankrupt, was not in the mood to get involved in the situation in the Muggle world. He didn't have the ability to do so.
But it was easy to make some money. His hands were not long enough to reach there, but he didn't have any burden in the United Kingdom.
The pen in his hand quickly wrote a line of letters on the paper, carefully folded it and stuffed it into the ring. Jon planned to wait for two days and go back to Greenwich with his father.
Maybe, this time, he would be lucky and make a lot of money.
Carefully keeping this in mind, Jon took out a new piece of paper and began to write a report.
"Feasibility Analysis of the Simplification of the Protection Spell."
This report was to be sent to Professor Sprout. In the early days of the establishment of the society, everyone always had to learn something. After observing for a long time, Jon found the problem with the current members of the Hufflepuff Magic Research Society.
They didn't have the habit of taking the initiative to research. Every time, the senior students found something, and then the junior students sat back and enjoyed the results.
If that was the case, Jon wouldn't be very worried. After all, they had only been learning magic for a short time, and it was normal that these students didn't have that kind of understanding. But the key was that the junior students actually felt guilty about this kind of "sitting back and enjoying the results."
Guilt, such a good quality, Jon hadn't seen for many years.
But this good quality appeared in the current society, it would only be bad.
Being too polite was not a good thing. When other people gave their results to you, they hoped that you would be able to innovate, not accept all of it with guilt and then put it on the shelf.
Therefore, Chown began to make changes that were within the scope of his ability. After guiding a few first and second year students to come up with some guesses on how to simplify the defense spell, Chown decided to take the initiative and directly announce the improved spell, saying that it was the result of the students' research together. He believed that this would at least stimulate some students' enthusiasm for research.
Even if it couldn't be a key factor in magic experiments, wouldn't it be easy to imitate the previous examples?
Chown scribbled furiously. By the time he finished writing an entire thesis, the sky had already darkened.
Carlyle came to deliver a message, saying that Béla was waiting for him in the living room for dinner.
Jon made a few copies of the finished letter on the table and asked Carlyle to send it out. Then he turned around and went next door.
A busy day had just begun.
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